The woman who appeared to block Ren Yuan's outstretched hand was none other than Yao Xi, the inheritor of the God of Light.
Her long black hair cascaded like a waterfall of night, framing a face of otherworldly beauty. Her crystal-clear eyes burned with hatred so deep it seemed to freeze the very air around her. Clad in pristine white robes, she stood before Ning Yue like an unshakable barrier, her presence radiant and absolute.
Ren Yuan's golden eyes flickered with slight surprise. "Yao Xi? I thought you had already joined Fan Shen and Nian Shi."
Yao Xi did not respond. Her hatred needed no words.
With a flick of her wrist, a blinding light erupted from her palm, striking toward Ren Yuan with terrifying speed.
Chun Yue moved instantly, stepping in front of Ren Yuan with a graceful spin, her emerald sleeves swirling as she raised a barrier.
BOOM!
